THE PACK IS IN TROUBLE

Before Antonio could respond, a low, cold voice echoed from the shadows behind them.

"You're not as strong as you think you are."

Olivia and Antonio whirled around, their eyes locking onto the figure who had emerged from the trees. This time, the figure was no longer shrouded in robes. Instead, a man stood before them—tall, with pale skin and piercing eyes that glowed faintly in the twilight. His presence was unsettling, and Olivia could feel the raw power emanating from him, like a dark cloud hanging in the air.

"You've built yourselves a nice little kingdom here," the man continued, his voice dripping with disdain. "But you've grown complacent. You think your walls can protect you. You think your pack is untouchable. But I've come to remind you that no one is safe. Not even an Alpha and Luna."

Antonio's muscles tensed, his golden eyes narrowing dangerously. "Who are you? Why are you attacking my pack?"